Lu Mingran and Lin Jiansheng were completely unaware of this. The two stood side by side on the small balcony on the third floor, looking at the scenery. Each of them had a calm expression on their face, but each of them was panicking inside.
Lu Mingran: Don't ask me about Buddhist scriptures!
Lin Jiansheng: Don't ask me about psychology!
At the same time, in order to prevent the other party from asking about their professional knowledge first, they chose to take the initiative and divert attention, among other successful strategies.
During this time, Lu Mingran praised the airplanes in the sky a total of four times, and Kua Lin praised his hair ten times.
During this time, Lin Jiansheng adjusted his glasses five times and praised the cactus's spines for being very well-grown, a total of seven times.
This was the most harmonious atmosphere they had ever had since they met. Before parting, both of them were very satisfied and did not feel that anything was amiss.
So much so that when it was time to part, they were both a little reluctant to leave each other and wanted to chat for another hour.
However, all good things must come to an end, and the two parted ways, meeting again in the evening.
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Mr. Zhang's children have returned.
What impressed Lu Mingran the most was the 31-year-old eldest son. This man was truly crazy, even more ruthless than his father when it came to doing things. At the same time, he was also a person with a very strong sense of family. When his father said he was going on vacation, he called his younger siblings to hurry back. No one dared to disobey him.
Well, there are exceptions, such as his youngest sister.
This time, besides bringing back several younger siblings, the eldest brother also brought a boy with curly hair and a shy smile. The boy immediately attracted everyone's attention. Boss Zhang smiled knowingly, pulled the eldest brother aside, and whispered:
"Picking out a boyfriend for your sister again?"
"Well, she's picky about looks, so this time it's a mixed-race boy."
As he spoke, the eldest son glanced at his phone again, then left his father to make a call. Mr. Zhang pretended not to know, but he knew perfectly well that the eldest son was talking to his younger sister.
"Dad and we are going on vacation tomorrow. Are you really not coming back?" The eldest son tugged at his suit tie in frustration.
The younger sister responded, "I wanted to come back, but you wouldn't let me, brother. You know perfectly well that I hate blind dates, so why did you bring a boy home?"
"Who brought people back? Oh, the third brother told you, right..."
What follows is a typical scene from an urban family drama: the eldest son is making a phone call in the third-floor corridor, which is very close to the balcony.
Lu Mingran and Lin Jiansheng were on the balcony, each tending to a potted cherry tomato plant. While listening to their boss speak, Lu Mingran ate so fast that she ate all the cherry tomatoes in her pot.
So he reached out and groped his way to the basin in Lin Jiansheng's arms, where he picked one.
Of course, his expression remained calm, his upper body remained still, only his arms moved, and his gaze was fixed on the night sky in front of him.
Lin Jiansheng looked at the pitiful few cherry tomatoes left in his arms, then at Lu Mingran's outstretched hand, thought for a moment, and handed over a bit of the potted plant.
"Little Master, the fruit in the mountains must taste better than here," Lin Jiansheng said, implying that he was asking why the young master wasn't staying put in the mountains.
Sigh, there's no such thing as a free lunch. If you pluck one cherry tomato, it'll start disciplining itself.
Lu Mingran sighed inwardly and then returned the last cherry tomato.
"I came down the mountain to help people."
Lu Mingran hoped Lin Jiansheng would ask him who he was helping, but Lin Jiansheng assumed he was helping Boss Zhang, turned around and left, returning the last tomato to him.
When the nanny arrived at the scene of the tragedy on the balcony, only a small, helpless cherry tomato remained in the potted plant.
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That evening, Boss Zhang introduced Lu Mingran and Lin Jiansheng to his children. Compared to Lin Jiansheng, his children clearly cared more about Lu Mingran. Each of them looked at Lu Mingran with a hint of fear and guilt in their eyes.
Lu Mingran understood. Boss Zhang had done wrong, but were his children any better? They had used all sorts of dirty tricks in the business world, and they needed the Tongrong Master to clean up their mess. Moreover, as the family members of a wealthy man in a supernatural novel, they had used all sorts of tricks to fight for the inheritance.
It's better for a family like this to break up.
Lu Mingran stood quietly without saying a word, while his eldest son's gaze swept back and forth between him and Lin Jiansheng, as if deep in thought.
"Dad, it's getting late. Please ask the guests to go back to their rooms and rest. I'd like to talk to you a little longer."
Lu Mingran couldn't wait to leave, and Lin Jiansheng felt the same way. After that, the family enjoyed a harmonious time together, and Lu Mingran and Lin Jiansheng each went back to their rooms.
Later that night, the eldest brother went upstairs and first knocked on Lu Mingran's door.
She said she hadn't been sleeping well lately, always hearing the sound of high heels walking on the second floor of her house, but the second floor was used for storing miscellaneous items. Since this was a plot from a novel, Lu Mingran followed the steps in the novel, asking questions, chanting scriptures, and giving a red string, and quickly resolved the issue.
But the eldest brother didn't seem to be leaving immediately. He looked at Lu Mingran and suddenly asked, "Little Master, how old are you this year?"
After receiving the answer, the boss smiled with satisfaction and went to knock on Lin Jiansheng's door again.
He said he couldn't sleep at night and heard noises from the second floor. Lin Jiansheng, from the perspective of a professional psychologist, prescribed him sleeping pills.
The eldest brother also asked Lin Jiansheng a question: "Dr. Lin, how old are you this year?"
"...Twenty-six."
"Oh, twenty-six," the eldest brother laughed, patted his thigh, and stood up. "Good, good."
Lin Jiansheng, completely bewildered, saw him off.
Tonight, Lin Jiansheng and Lu Mingran are the ones who can't sleep, especially Lu Mingran. He remembers that this scene wasn't in the novel, so why did the boss suddenly ask him his age?
Could it be? Did he see something?
The next morning, Lu Mingran and Lin Jiansheng both came downstairs with dark circles under their eyes. Today, everyone was going to take Boss Zhang's private plane to his mountain villa, and a row of cars were already parked outside.
Interestingly, when Lu Mingran was led into the carriage by the servant, she discovered that there was another person in the carriage: Lin Jiansheng.
Furthermore, although they were guests, the level of security they received was excessive.
A car followed them, with people inside providing security. These men, all wearing sunglasses and suits, stared intently at Lu Mingran and his companion.
"Dr. Lin," Lu Mingran couldn't help but ask, "Do you know what happened?"
Lin Jiansheng, who also had dark circles under his eyes, shook his head. He had spent the whole night thinking about it, wondering if he had done something wrong that had aroused the suspicion of his paranoid boss.
He didn't prescribe the wrong medicine, did he? My colleague said he brought him some medicine for treating mental illness, and he remembered it was blue... Wait, what color bottle did he give the boss last night? My colleague said he actually put calcium tablets in it, is that true?
Meanwhile, on the other side—
The leader, holding the walkie-talkie, added after giving the final instruction:
"They both must live."
"They are my brother-in-law candidates, and I'm waiting for my sister to come back and vote for them."
Of course, if she wants it all, that's fine too.
His expression was so serious, like someone applying screen protectors under a pedestrian bridge.
Chapter 45 Want to get on the small boat? No way (4)
Mr. Zhang's plane took off with his four children and these two guests. During the flight, Lu Mingran and Lin Jiansheng remained motionless.
Several bodyguards surrounded them, and the boss, Zhang Yongdu, kept looking back at them, not daring to move, really not daring to move.
At this moment, Zhang Yongdu looked at Lu Mingran, who was sitting upright, and called him over.
“Master Mingran, come, sit closer.”
Lu Mingran decisively moved away from him: "Benefactor, I am not a person of this world. It would be better if you kept your distance from me."
"Hey, what are you saying?"
Zhang Yongdu laughed: "Master Mingran, wouldn't we get along even better if we became family?"
Huh? Lu Mingran's brain received a message he couldn't process.
What does it mean to become family? Brother, we have absolutely no physical or spiritual connection.
Fortunately, Zhang Yongdu is not one to keep things mysterious. He said frankly, "My sister told me on the phone that she wants a love that is extraordinary and unconventional."
"Oh, right, judging from her past criteria for choosing a partner, she wants to have an extraordinary love affair with someone who is exceptionally good-looking."
Zhang Yongdu looked at Lu Mingran, who was gradually turning into a hamster in fright, and patted him hard on the shoulder: "I think you are very suitable."
“No, I am a monk.” Lu Mingran knew that some things had to be refused immediately.
Zhang Yongdu smiled and said, "I've heard that Japanese monks can marry and have children."
"I love my country."
"I can change your nationality tomorrow."
Hey, that's what it's like to be rich.
But... Lu Mingran seemed to remember something, and slowly raised her head:
"Chinese monks manage Chinese ghosts, and Japanese monks manage Japanese ghosts. If you really want to change my nationality, why don't you burn more paper money and go to the underworld to change the nationality of the people you've killed as well?"
"..."
The joyful and peaceful atmosphere finally froze for a moment.
Finally, Zhang Yongdu sighed, handed Lu Mingran an MP4 player and a pair of headphones, and said, "Little Master, I understand. I won't bother you anymore. Flying is boring. You can listen to some music first."
Unexpectedly, this book even contains such an old-fashioned item as an MP4 player. Lu Mingran looked at the blue MP4 player in her hand with a touch of nostalgia.
Later, Lu Mingran turned around and saw Lin Jiansheng, who was still too afraid to move. He saw that Lin Jiansheng was still holding his psychology book and pretending to read it, so he went over and gave Lin Jiansheng one of his earphones.
Let's listen to some music.
Lu Mingran opened her MP4 player and randomly selected a song.
Soon, after the intro, the spoken words reached their ears: "I take refuge in the Buddha, I take refuge in the Dharma, I take refuge in the Sangha..."
"Yes," Lin Jiansheng nodded knowingly. It seemed to be a song related to Buddhism, which suited Master Mingran's identity.
But as they listened further, their expressions changed.
"The wooden fish paused, then struck again, accompanying her quietly unfolding affection..."
Lu Mingran's heart skipped a beat, and she quickly reached out to change the song.
Okay, next song—
It was the monk who was moved.
Cut the song.
It was still the monk who was moved.